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I place myself in Jesus' hands

Author: C. J. P. Spitta Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7 Appears in 4 hymnals Lyrics: 1 I place myself in Jesus' hands, And there abide for ever; No griefs, no joys, shall loose the bands, Nor our sweet union sever; In those dread days When earth decays, Who stays on Him, and whom He stays, Shall be preserved for ever. 2 A rock and castle is the Lord, And they shall see and wonder Who build on His almighty word, And thereon deeply ponder; And what He saith, In life and death, My heart shall trust with steadfast faith, Though earth be rent asunder. 3 Let Him do with me what He will, He cannot fail to please me, I cleave to Him with strong faith still, And hope that He will bless me: He must be blest Who loves Him best, And on His word doth firmly rest; Lord, with this truth impress me. 4 When things are at their worst, I will Still joy in His protection, Who loves to bring out good from ill, And grieves in my affliction: His trials sent Are all well meant, His blows a Father's chastisement, And tokens of affection. 5 My confidence unshaken stands Upon His blessed promise, That none shall pluck us from His hands, Nor any foe o'ercome us. He will not break The word He spake, He will not leave us, nor forsake, Nor take His Spirit from us. Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday in Advent; The Church Year Second Sunday in Advent; Faith Used With Tune: [I place myself in Jesus' hands]

Praise God, this hour of sorrow

Author: H. A. Brorson; J. Heerman Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Appears in 8 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Praise God, this hour of sorrow Shall bring a brighter morrow: I go to Paradise. My mother dear and father, When round my grave you gather, Lay me to rest with songs of praise. 2 What better can befall me Than that the Lord doth call me From hence, where sin holds sway? Who is on earth a stranger Must ever be in danger, Till God hath closed life's fleeting day. 3 God takes His own from anguish And pain, in which they languish Within this vale of tears, And gives them to inherit The crown that Christ did merit: The joy of heaven's eternal years. 4 I was on earth your treasure; And now I know but pleasure Ye weep in bitter woe; Believe, whate'er betideth, God's love in all abideth, And soon your tears shall cease to flow. 5 Our days the Lord appointeth, He woundeth and anointeth, He knoweth all things well. No evil He effected, No good He e'er neglected, And all His works His glory tell. 6 When ye shall see me nearing The throne of God, appearing Adorned and crowned a bride, My palms of victory swinging, 'Midst Hallelujahs ringing, In beauteous grace the Lamb beside: 7 Ye both shall rue the sadness That made you weep, and gladness E'er in your hearts shall reign. Who follows where God guideth, And takes what He provideth Shall know surcease from all his pain. 8 Farewell, I now must leave you; The grief this day doth give you Soon others, too, shall bear. Be ye to God commended; In heaven all woe is ended, And we shall meet in glory there. Topics: The Last Things Burial of Children; The Last Things Burial of Children; Resurrection Used With Tune: [Praise God, this hour of sorrow]

Spirit of wisdom, turn our eyes

Author: Anon. Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 6 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Spirit of wisdom, turn our eyes From earth and earthly vanities To heavenly truth and love; Spirit of understanding true, Our souls with heavenly light endue To seek the things above. 2 Spirit of counsel, be our guide; Teach us, by earthly struggles tried, Our heavenly crown to win: Spirit of fortitude, thy power Be with us in temptation's hour, To keep us pure from sin. 3 Spirit of knowledge, lead our feet In Thine own paths, so safe and sweet, By angel footsteps trod; Where thou our guardian true shalt be, Spirit of gentle piety, To keep us close to God. 4 Through all our life be ever near, Spirit of god's most holy fear, In our heart's inmost shrine: Our souls with awful reverence fill, To worship His most holy will, All-righteous and divine. 5 So lead, us, Lord, through peace or strife, Onward to everlasting life, To win our high reward: So may we fight our lifelong fight, Strong in Thine own unearthly might, And reign with Christ, our Lord. Topics: The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Easter; The Church Year Fourth Sunday after Easter; Heavenly Mind; Holy Ghost Our Guide Used With Tune: [Spirit of wisdom, turn our eyes]

Heavenward still our pathway tends

Author: B. Schmolk Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Appears in 16 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Heavenward still our pathway tends, Here on earth we are but strangers; Till our road in Canaan ends, Safely passed this wild of dangers, Pilgrims we, a scattered band, Seek above our fatherland. 2 Heavenward still, my soul, ascend! Thou art one of heaven's creations; Earth can ne'er give aim or end Fit to fill thy aspirations; And a heaven-enlightened mind Evermore its source to find. 3 Heavenward still! God's volume blest, Thus, throughout its sacred pages, calls on me, and speaks its rest, Rest with Him through endless ages; While my heart that call attends, Still to heaven my path ascends. 4 Heavenward still my thoughts arise, When His festal board invites me; Then my spirit upward flied, Foretaste then of heaven delight me: When on earth this food hath ceased, Comes the Lamb's own marriage-feast. 5 Heavenward still my spirit wends, That fair land by faith exploring; Heavenward still my heart ascends, Sun and moon and stars out-soaring: Their faint rays in vain would try With the light of heaven to vie. 5 Heavenward still, when life shall close, Death to my true home shall guide me: Then, triumphant o'er my woes, Lasting bliss shall God provide me; Christ Himself the way has led; Joyful in His steps I tread. 6 Still then heavenward! heavenward still! That shall be my watchword ever! Joys of heaven my heart shall fill, Chasing joys that filled it never; Heavenward still my thoughts shall run, Till the gate of heaven is won. Topics: The Church Year Twenty-fourth Sunday after Trinity; The Church Year Twenty-fourth Sunday after Trinity; Pilgrimage Used With Tune: [Heavenward still our pathway tends]

Thou, whose coming seers and sages

Author: C.J.P. Spitta Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Appears in 3 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Thou, whose coming seers and sages Long foretold to Israel, Hast appeared in these last ages, Jesus Christ Immanuel. O thou precious day of grace, Fraught with blessings to our race! None need now despair of pardon, Bowed beneath a hopeless burden. 2 Simeon longed for Thy salvation: David, wrapt with holy fire, Poured forth strains of inspiration, As he swept his royal lyre; Righteous men and gifted seers Longed for Thee in bygone years, Some in silence, some loud crying, Mingling prayers with tears and sighing. 3 God be blesséd, who hath granted In His grace to you and me, That for which so many panted-- Vainly hoped to hear and see. Now God's counsel is revealed, And the vision is unsealed; God hath heard your supplication, And is come to bring salvation. 4 Joyfully we sing Hosanna! Blessed Savior, enter in; Feed us with the living manna, Cleanse our hearts from every sin. See, we open wide the door! Enter, to depart no more; Come, and let us now enthrone Thee In the hearts that long to own Thee. 5 Sin, alas! hath long compelled us Her dread bidding to obey, And, both soul and body, held us Captive with resistless away; All our efforts have been vain To cast off her iron chain; Thou, and thou alone, Lord Jesus, Canst from all our sins release us. 6 Take Thy kingdom, wait no longer, Since to Thee it doth belong; And He only who is stronger Can release us from the strong. Make us happy, God's dear Son, Reap the fruit Thy love has won; Till earth's farthest realms adore Thee, And her kings fall down before Thee. Topics: The Church Year Christmas; The Church Year Christmas Used With Tune: [Thou, whose coming seers and sages]

O God, be merciful to me

Author: M. B. Landstad Appears in 10 hymnals First Line: Before Thee, God, who knowest all Lyrics: 1 Before Thee, God, who knowest all, With grief and shame I prostrate fall; I see my sins against Thee, Lord, The sins of thought, of deed, and word, They press me sore; I cry to Thee: O God, be merciful to me! 2 O Lord, my God, to Thee I pray: O cast me not in wrath away, Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart, But let Him draw to Thee my heart, That truly penitent I be: O God, be merciful to me! 3 O Jesus, let Thy precious blood Be to my soul a cleansing flood; Turn not, O Lord, Thy guest away, But grant that justified I may Go to my house with peace from Thee: O God, be merciful to me! Topics: The Church Confession; The Church Confession; Confession of Sin Used With Tune: [Before Thee, God, who knowest all]

Here behold me, as I cast me

Author: J. Neander Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7.4.6.8 Appears in 22 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Here behold me, as I cast me At Thy throne, O glorious King! Sorrows thronging, childlike longing, Son of Man, to Thee I bring. Let me find Thee, Let me find Thee! Me, a poor and worthless thing. 2 Look upon me, Lord, I pray Thee, Let Thy Spirit dwell in mine; Thou hast sought me, Thou hast bought me, Only Thee to know I pine. Let me find Thee, Let me find Thee! Take my heart, and own me Thine! 3 Naught I ask for, naught I strive for, But Thy grace so rich and free; That Thou givest whom Thou lovest, And who truly cleave to Thee. Let me find Thee, Let me find Thee! He hath all things who hath Thee. 4 Earthly treasure, mirth and pleasure, Glorious name, or richest hoard, Are but weary, void and dreary, To the heart that longs for God. Let me find Thee, Let me find Thee! I am Thine, O mighty Lord! Topics: The Church Year Second Sunday in Lent; The Church Year Second Sunday in Lent; Grâce; Humility

To God, the Father, Son

Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 29 hymnals Lyrics: To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, ever blest, The One in Three, the Three in One, Be endless praise addressed.

Jerusalem, thou city fair and high

Author: J. M. Meyfart Meter: 10.6.10.6.7.6.7.6 Appears in 66 hymnals Lyrics: 1 Jerusalem, thou city fair and high, Would God I were in thee! My longing heart fain, fain to thee would fly, It will not stay with me; Far over vale and mountain, Far over field and plain, It hastes to seek its fountain, And quit this world of pain. 2 O happy day and yet far happier hour, When wilt thou come at last? When fearless to my Father's love and power, Whose promise standeth fast, My soul I gladly render, For surely will His hand Lead her with guidance tender To heaven, her fatherland. 3 A moment's space, and gently, wondrously, Released from earthly ties, The fiery car shall bear her up to Thee, Through all these lower skies, To yonder shining regions, While down to meet her come The blessed angel legions, And bid her welcome home. 4 O Zion, hail! Bright city, now unfold The gates of grace to me! How many a time I longed for thee of old, Ere yet I was set free From yon dark life of sadness, Yon world of shadowy nought, And God had given the gladness, The heritage I sought. 5 Innumerous choirs before the shining throne Their joyful anthems raise, Till heaven's glad halls are echoing with the tone Of that great hymn of praise, And all its host rejoices, And all its blessed throng Unite their myriad voices In one eternal song! Topics: The Last Things The Heavenly Home; The Last Things The Heavenly Home; Heaven Used With Tune: [Jerusalem, thou city fair and high]

O darkest woe!

Author: J. Rist Meter: 4.4.7.7.6 Appears in 36 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow! Has earth so sad a wonder, That the Father's only Son Now lies buried yonder! 2 O sinful man, It was the ban Of death on thee that brought Him Down to suffer for thy sins, And such woe hath wrought Him. 3 Behold thy Lord, The Lamb of God, Blood-sprinkled lies before thee, Pouring out His life that He May to life restore thee. 4 O Ground of faith, Laid low in death! Sweet lips now silent sleeping! Surely all that live must mourn Here with bitter weeping. 5 Yea, blest is he Whose heart shall be Fixed here, and apprehendeth Why the Lord of glory thus To the grave descendeth. 6 O Jesus blest! My help and rest! With tears I pray--Lord, hear me; Make me love Thee to the last, In the grave be near me! Topics: The Church Year Good Friday; The Church Year Good Friday Used With Tune: [O darkest woe!]